The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

As if he was grabbing onto a chick, Sandra held Samuel and turned around.

Then, he saw a tall and burly disciple standing behind him.

The disciple had chiseled jaws and almond-shaped eyes.

With his extremely cold expression, one could tell that he was a nasty person at a glance.

“You are?” Sandra looked at the person in front of him.

When Samuel saw the person, his eyes lit up.

Then, with a flushed face, he said with great difficulty, ”John… John… Save me…”

John did not even spare a glance at Samuel.

“Someone wants me to break one of your arms and legs, and hand over those spirit stones that don’t belong to you.

Are you going to do it yourself, or do you need my help?”

”Oh?” Sandra glanced at Samuel.

Samuel was so terrified that he felt his soul almost leaving his body.

When he felt the murderous intent that Sandra emitted, Samuel felt his internal organs tremble.

“No… It’s not me… It’s…” Samuel was about to mention Peter, but at the thought of the consequences being worse, Samuel bit his tongue.

However, the fear in his eyes was obvious.

Although Sandra was not as proficient in the pathway to immortality as these disciples who were in the sect for a long time, the wisdom of the ways of the world was common sense.

Hence, when Sandra saw Samuel’s expression, he gave it a quick thought and instantly understood.

The disciple Samuel addressed as John was probably sent by his support.

After all, Sandra was also suspicious as to why Samuel, who was only a mid-level first-stage Pulse Control Realm cultivator, would have so many spirit stones?

Did he really think all the peak first-stage disciples were blind and foolish?

Sandra realized that Samuel was only the lapdog of the disciples in the higher realm than him.

his position was naturally slightly higher than Samuel’s, and he was the one in charge of beating

Samuel

casual action caused

bled again, and his body hurt

Samuel, but he directly looked at John and sneered, “Breaking my arm and leg? If the

just said those words, but Sandra

John thought Sandra was afraid, and he showed a proud and

“Don’t worry about it.

the same sect will at most only deduct five to eight sect contribution

you kill someone

points are enough to be deducted, and after I’m done, Peter will

Sandra quietly remembered the

seems that you’re not planning to act

for being rude!” John roared, “Witness the strength of a

in front of Albert,

the next palm followed

stars falling after

seconds, the surrounding air appeared to have

Samuel and John were of the same realm, their difference

it were another ordinary disciple facing John, they would have admitted defeat Unfortunately for John, he met Albert,

snorted loudly, and his eyes

the founder’s blessings, Sandra’s Ursa Major’s Blurred Shadows was refitted

his footwork had a

Blurred Shadows seemed to be constantly changing, and it was

John’s expressions instantly changed.

saw such an agile movement like Sandra’s, nor

already attacked, there

continuously let out dozens of palms which immediately caught up

palms condensed

Bang!

explosion, and visible

he did

he slapped the

John struck, his

It was a phantom!

at this time, he heard a mocking

of the sect,

tingle, and every hair on

wanted to turn around, John was already swept into a